it's been years since i first saw this movie (vanilla sky), and it still scares the shit out of me. it freaks me out to know how powerful the mind is. psychological horrors are so fucked up that they leave me feeling so alone after watching them. case in point aside from vanilla sky: requiem for a dream. man, that movie was so hauntingly beautiful.
the weakest part of the film was dave's bar scene with the tech support guy. i mean... that's the part they demonstrate how dave is godlike in the lucid dream. it only goes to show, then, that dave's psychological make-up is not as cool as you think he is. he is made of cookie crumbs from within, along with a hodgepodge of strangely-knit desires. which brings me to...
how could this film be more catholic and freudian? these two theories are brought about through dave's projection of his significant other. i'm guessing that dave isn't satisfied in bed with sofia, that's why his mind plays the game and turns sofia into julie, who i suppose, is a better fuck. that, my friends, is freudian. at the same time, the i'm-sticking-with-julie-in-bed plan is a win-win situation because it appeases dave's guilt from treating julie harshly from his real life (this was actually discussed in the movie). now, don't these concepts of atonement and guilt remind you of elementary school catholic teachings?
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